Chapter 120: Are you trying to steal my girlfriend and think I'm dead?
Shen Yixiao also saw it.
"Answer it if you want to, and hang up if you don't want to."
He looked at her with eyes full of concern.
Cen Wan looked at the name flashing on the phone screen, her fingertips shrinking slightly.
It was like a person standing on the clouds suddenly fell down and was drenched in ice-cold water.
The uneasiness and luck that she had deliberately ignored all surfaced at this moment.
She lowered her eyes, but still walked to the side and picked up the phone.
Cen Boqing's serious voice came from the other end: "Have you been to Yunyin Temple?"
Cen Wan: “I went.”
"You didn't even bother to tell me when you came back. Where's the basic etiquette?"
Cen Wan didn't say anything.
"Come back tomorrow. We have guests at home and you can't be absent."
After saying that, he hung up the phone without waiting for her to agree.
Cen Wan's fingers were tightly gripping the phone, and her fingertips were turning white.
If she doesn't go back, will they really call the police and sue grandma?
She didn't dare to gamble.
Her mood was down, and as soon as she turned around, she was hugged by Shen Yixiao.
He held her tightly with both hands and patted her head soothingly: "Don't worry, I'll take care of everything."
He originally wanted to wait for a few days until his grandmother's illness was examined before settling the score, but some people were already impatient to commit suicide.
Cen Wan put her arms around his waist and rubbed her face against his chest anxiously, still a little worried: "But grandma..."
Shen Yixiao held her face, bent down, his eyes level with hers, and said in an unprecedentedly serious tone: "Believe me, grandma will be fine."
Cen Wan looked into his dark pupils, her eyes full of seriousness.
If he says no, he really doesn't.
"I'll go back with you tomorrow."
Because she had something on her mind, Cen Wan was not in a good mood the whole night.
At night, Shen Yixiao would just hold her in his arms and pat her back to let her sleep peacefully.
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Outside the Cen family’s small Western-style building.
Cen Wan unbuckled her seatbelt and looked at Shen Yixiao, hesitant to speak: "You..."
"Go in first, and call me if you have anything."
"Okay." Cen Wan nodded, then opened the car door and got out.
Passing by the yard and looking at the roses in the garden, her eyes were cold and she no longer had any nostalgia.
As soon as she entered the living room, she heard a lively conversation inside. Fang Yaqing was the first to see her. She quickly stood up and walked over enthusiastically: "Oh, Wanwan is back."
The man sitting on the sofa also turned around and saw Cen Wan. He smiled, stood up, straightened his clothes, and extended his hand to her: "Hello, Miss Cen."
Cen Wan looked at him, then glanced at Cen Baiqing and Fang Yaqing, but did not reach out.
Cen Baiqing's face darkened: "Teacher Wang greets you, where are your manners!"
The man called Teacher Wang withdrew his hand and smiled to smooth things over: "Miss Cen is still young, Mr. Cen doesn't need to be so harsh."
"Let me introduce myself first. My name is Wang Zeyu, and I'm a painter. It's our first time meeting. Miss Cen is indeed young and beautiful."
Fang Yaqing explained with a smile, "Teacher Wang is a renowned artist both domestically and internationally, and his paintings are hard to come by. We finally agreed to exhibit his work in our gallery. Wanwan, you're also a painter, so I'm sure you'll have a lot to talk about. Please entertain Teacher Wang."
Cen Wan raised her eyes indifferently. Wang Zeyu looked to be in his early thirties. He wore a pair of black-framed glasses. His facial features were fairly regular, giving him a bit of an artistic air.
But why did he come to her house during the Chinese New Year when he was collaborating with the Cen family's gallery, and why did he specifically ask her to come back? Moreover, when she looked around, Cen Shu was not there.
The intention is too obvious.
Cen Wan scoffed inwardly and said in a cold tone, "I haven't painted for a long time, so I can't entertain you."
"What's your attitude?" Cen Boqing scolded, "Teacher Wang is our guest, please be polite."
"Teacher Wang is away from home for a long time. Please take him around South City these few days."
Cen Wan: "What if I don't?"
Cen Baiqing: "I think you have forgotten your lesson, you..."
"Forgot what?"
Before Cen Baiqing could finish his words, an arrogant voice interrupted him.
A few people looked over and saw Shen Yixiao walking with long legs and big strides.
He glanced at the situation in the room and said casually, "Hey, what about the blind date?"
Fang Yaqing frowned: "Who are you? How come you broke into our house like this?"
"Shut up," Cen Baiqing shouted at her. Fang Yaqing didn't pay attention to the news and didn't know him, but Cen Baiqing and Wang Zeyu knew each other.
Many painters want to cooperate with the gallery and art center under Xingchen Media. What's more, Shen Yixiao is backed by the Shen family.
Cen Boqing's expression eased a lot, and he asked with a smile: "I wonder what Mr. Shen has condescended to do for you?"
"My girlfriend is about to be stolen away by someone else, how can I not come?"
"girlfriend?"
Before Cen Baiqing could react, he put his arm around Cen Wan's shoulders and asked, "Baby, were you scared just now?"
Cen Wan's eyelashes trembled slightly: "How did you get in?"
Shen Yixiao raised his eyebrows slightly: "I'm here to support you."
Cen Baiqing was stunned, Fang Yaqing and Wang Zeyu were also shocked.
"Wanwan is...Mr. Shen's girlfriend?"
Shen Yixiao turned around, raised his eyelids and glared at Wang Zeyu, his eyes cold and gloomy: "You want to steal my girlfriend? Do you think I'm dead?"
Shen Yixiao has deep facial features and sharp edges, and he looks extremely oppressive when he raises his eyes.
The coldness in his eyes and the hostility in his expression made everyone feel a little scared, and the air around them suddenly became heavy.
Wang Zeyu quickly explained: "It's a misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding. How dare I take advantage of Mr. Chen's girlfriend? I just want to cooperate with the Cen family and come to visit..."
"Oh, really?" Shen Yixiao glanced at Cen Baiqing with his narrow, sharp eyes, with silent oppression.
Cen Boqing was caught off guard by this sudden change, and when he reacted, he nodded quickly: "Yes, yes, of course."
Fang Yaqing watched the situation reverse and tugged at Cen Baiqing's sleeve unwillingly: "Baiqing, this..."
Cen Baiqing looked at her and said, "Ask Sister Wang to make a pot of good tea. No, go get the red-stamped round tea cake that I treasure in my study."
Fang Yaqing was stunned.
Wang Zeyu saw that something was not right and quickly said goodbye: "Since Mr. Cen's family has come, I will take my leave first. We can discuss cooperation another day."
Cen Baiqing looked at him apologetically and said, "I'll apologize to Teacher Wang another day."
Both of them tacitly agreed not to mention anything else.
"Yaqing, please help me see Teacher Wang off."
Fang Yaqing escorted Wang Zeyu to the door and asked in confusion, "What was that just now..."
"Mrs. Cen, do you want to kill me?" Wang Zeyu glanced around the house and lowered his voice, "Miss Cen is Mr. Shen's girlfriend and you still want to introduce her to me. Do you think I'm too old?"
"What is going on?"
Fang Yaqing wanted to ask more, but Wang Zeyu sighed angrily and turned away.
When she returned to the living room, she saw Shen Yixiao sitting on the sofa with one hand on the sofa and the other arm around Cen Wan. His posture was casual and relaxed, yet a bit arrogant.
Cen Baiqing sat opposite him stiffly and spoke slowly, "I wonder when Mr. Shen got together with my daughter? We don't know anything about it."
"Some time ago," Shen Yixiao answered casually, "I wanted to visit her, but Wanwan said her family wouldn't let her have a relationship, so I had to give up."
Cen Wan turned her head and watched him talk nonsense seriously.
Cen Baiqing felt a little embarrassed and chuckled twice, "Boss Chen has misunderstood. Wanwan may have misunderstood. As a parent, we just hope to help check things out so she doesn't have to take any detours."
Looking at Cen Baiqing's sanctimonious appearance, Cen Wan curled up a sarcastic smile at the corner of her lips.
The servant brought the tea, and Cen Baiqing quickly said, “These are all we have at home, Mr. Shen, please don’t despise them.”
Shen Yixiao picked up the teacup, sniffed it before his lips, and put it back in disgust: "It's really not that good."
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